Reborn in the 80s, I'm Leading Our Fishing Village to Prosperity!

The female protagonist, Lin Ziyan, was an aquaculture PhD and a double major in ship design in her past life. She was reborn into the body of a girl from a small fishing village in Fuzhou.

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Chapter 513 Not Taking the Blame

On the other side

Lin Ziyan confirmed the opening date of Lin Yan Pavilion with Yun Ying, and at that moment she was talking to her grandmother about the rouge shop.

As she cut paper, Grandma said, "You can handle these yourself."

"Ignore the Su family; they know what to do."

Before the Lin family left Teng City, they left several factories to the Su family.

Those factories all make ceramic jars.

Over the years, those factories have survived almost entirely thanks to the Su family.

If the Lin family doesn't return to Teng City, then those factories can be considered a gift to the Su family.

Now, opening a rouge shop doesn't require that many ceramic factories to supply the products.

Lin Ziyan nodded, resting her chin on her hand as she watched her.

What did Atai write in her letter that brought tears to Grandpa Su's eyes?

Lin Ziyan was curious, but didn't ask any further questions.

The Su family took the initiative to bring up the ceramics factory with Yun Ying, saving them the time of searching for partners.

Lin Yan Pavilion will open soon, and she will have to go to Teng City then.

“Mengmeng and the others have grown up. You need to spend more time with them.” A gentle light flashed in Atai’s cloudy eyes.

Ayan was away on a business trip to Teng City for a week, and her two little ones waited for her to come home every day, looking at the door. It was heartbreaking to see.

Lin Ziyan pursed her lips slightly, "Well, after Lin Yan Pavilion opens, I will hardly travel for work anymore."

She felt very reassured handing the branch office over to Zhang Jiandong.

Everything is going smoothly in Teng City now, so she doesn't need to ask or urge them much.

Lin Ziyan chatted with her grandmother for a while longer before leaving.

At the electronics factory,

Mu Fang received a lawyer's letter and, feeling suspicious, immediately called Lin Ziyan.

Fatty went to the tax bureau with the accountant. Ren Donglai was still in H country, and she was the only one in the office.

The lawyer's letter clearly stated that S Group had lost a technical document and suspected that Hairun's R&D department had borrowed some of the technology from the document.

Mu Fang carefully reread the lawyer's letter, her lips twitching slightly.

Knock, knock,

Song Yi appeared at the office door.

"Why did you come here?" Mu Fang asked suspiciously, then quickly stepped forward when she saw her daughter following behind him.

Song Yi, “…”

His wife despised him and only went to their daughter.

Mu Fang didn't see Song Yi's expression; she was only focused on her daughter and wanted to pick her up, but her back was too sore to lift her.

Song Yi put his arm around her waist and whispered, "Don't be stubborn."

"How dare you say that? Whose fault is it that my back aches?" Fangjie glared at him, then took her daughter's hand and led her to sit down on the sofa.

"Mommy..."

Her daughter's soft, sweet voice almost melted her heart.

"dad."

Song Yi raised an eyebrow and sat down next to his daughter.

Mu Fang looked at her daughter helplessly and touched her soft hair.

The first word he uttered was "Dad," which is an improvement.

“She said she missed her mother and begged me to bring her here.” Song Yi looked around the office, didn’t see anyone else, and held her hand tightly.

Mu Fang struggled for a while, afraid of being seen by others.

Unable to break free, I could only let him be.

The daughter looked at them, her clear black and white eyes now full of smiles, shining with a clear light.

She was looking at her daughter, and Song Yi was looking at her; the family of three was enjoying a happy time together.

Lin Ziyan arrived at the office, saw this scene, and teased,

"Brother Song wishes he could hide you in his pocket and carry you with him at all times."

Song Yi did not refute, the soft light in his eyes had not completely faded.

Fangjie's face instantly turned red. "Alright, your Mr. Lu is even more clingy."

"It is quite sticky, but not greasy," Lin Ziyan said candidly, a slight smile playing on her lips.

When Song Yi saw her coming over, he knew they must have something to talk about, so he took his daughter to the activity room to play.

Hairun has changed a lot. An activity room has been specially set up next to the R&D department so that engineers can exercise nearby.

Mu Fang returned to her office after taking her daughter to the activity room.

"Did you see the lawyer's letter?" She walked into the office and saw the documents that Lin Ziyan had just let go of on her desk.

"Sue?" Lin Ziyan's lips twitched slightly. Such a lame reason was actually come up with by the S Group's think tank?

“We won’t take the blame for others. Li Yazhen’s secretary is a member of the Chen family. It’s highly likely that she was the one who stole the technical data,” she continued her analysis.

Fangjie stood to the side, lost in thought.

S Group has a very high level of secrecy, and its research and development department is even guarded by mercenaries.

There is currently no evidence whatsoever. Just because Hairun and T collaborated on projects with some overlapping technology, it is being accused of stealing technical data.

The burden of proof lies with the person who files the lawsuit.

Lin Ziyan was not ignorant of the law; she knew that Hairun did not need to find evidence to prove his innocence.

Is a behemoth like S Group trying to intimidate Hairun into bowing down first?

Other small companies would have panicked long ago; Hairun has no advantage in this lawsuit.

Large corporations typically have their own legal teams, and in the event of a lawsuit, it is often the smaller companies that suffer the most.

"She's crazy. She's still causing trouble after going abroad. She'll ruin herself sooner or later." Fang Jie didn't doubt Lin Ziyan's judgment.

"Then what should we do? Ignore it?" She didn't know much about this.

Lin Ziyan said, "I'll leave it for now and hand it over to my lawyer after they file a lawsuit."

S Group sends out hundreds of lawyer's letters every year, but only a few actually go to court.

They are now both suspicious and certain.

It's hard to say whether S Group will ultimately sue, but Lin Ziyan is quite willing to help Hairun raise its profile through litigation.

Hairun Electric Appliances was able to open up markets overseas thanks to the S Group.

Lin Ziyan quickly flipped through several important documents.

At this time,

Han Renji handled the formalities for the S Electric Appliances branch in Teng City.

He has been in Teng City for almost a month and has not yet found a suitable branch manager.

A colleague from the HR department said that the manager of Hairun's branch office had been decided long ago; that person had submitted their resume to them but was rejected in the first round.

"The headquarters sent a lawyer's letter to Hairun, and I heard they're going to sue them for misappropriating new technology data," some colleagues whispered.

Han Renji found it laughable.

Data theft? Hairun would never do something so stupid.

S Group's new technology has already been patented, so it's impossible for them to have stolen the information.

Han Renji's eyelids twitched, and he thought of a possibility: the data had been leaked, possibly stolen at headquarters.

"Who is the branch manager of Hairun? Try to contact him and poach him." A cold glint flashed in Han Renji's eyes.

The HR colleague immediately nodded and busied himself finding the contact number.

Who would stay in a private company if they could get a job in a foreign company? Han Renji felt much better after thinking about this.

Finding talent at Hairun is much easier than finding a needle in a haystack on your own.

"Mr. Han, they flatly rejected us." The HR manager said somewhat anxiously.

The branch office fell silent instantly.

Han Renji's gaze was deep as he adjusted his tie. "Give me the address, I'll go there myself."

To show his sincerity, he still felt it would be more appropriate to visit in person.

The HR manager swallowed hard, quickly wrote down the address on a piece of white paper, and handed it to him.